Saturday, December 4, 2010

You approached me with your silhouette.

So, Monday starts the last week of the semester. And frankly, I'm absolutely stoked. I do like my classes, of course, and passing Shambala every mornining, and getting centuries of reading time, but I'm so sick of getting up at six in the morning for a ten o'clock class. For the next two months, I can get up at three in the afternoon if I so choose, and life will be awesome.
Yeah.
It's the little things.
I'm starting to get excited for Christmas. I decorated the house, no thanks to my niece, and soon, we'll be able to put the boxes away. Once my brother brings in the little trees, of course. Lazy freaking bum. But anyway, I can't wait to start baking. Miles and miles of kringla. I need to find a good recipe first, though.
My Christmas list is shorter than it's been in years. Purses, gloves, Audrey Hepburn films, basically anything from Crayola. There's one thing I'm hoping for above all others. It just has to be in stock. Immediately.
Please, please be in stock!
On a side note, I really, really, really need to go somewhere. Anywhere. I have Park City in my head, and Carpinteria, and San Diego, and Saddleback Butte. I need to go somewhere, and despite what my mom seems to think, commuting is absolutely not the same.
I need to go somewhere.

Monday, November 22, 2010

The words are in my mind.

One of these days, I'm going to count just how many books I own. I'd be willing to bet that it's over a hundred. Regardless, they don't all fit onto my bookshelf.
Of course, when I went to Borders today, I bought three more. I don't know where I'll put them. But I will find a way. I'm good at putting things away.
Honestly, that's all the news I have today.
My life is fraught with excitement!

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

I can't sit still.

Wow, it has been a long time.
Not really, though. It didn't call for a wow. Or italics.
Sadly enough, there isn't much to update. I turned eighteen on Halloween, and dressed as a sailor. I've been mildly obsessed with the sea lately. I voted on the second. I wore a lot of black, and did not dress according to the weather. I played mini golf. Actually, that one was today.
Really, I should be better about writing. What's the point of having a blog if I don't even write in it?

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

I love it when you sing to me.

This storm is something else entirely. Thunder shaking the house, almost violently. Lightning lighting the sky up like a strobe. It's insane.
I love storms. Except for when the house is shaking. I'm not exactly into that.
Oh, well. The storm's almost over. And I'm watching Glee. So life is good.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Couldn't write a word all day.

I'm dropping my math class after all. Thirteen credits is honestly too much for me to handle. I jumped from four hours of homework a week in high school, then tripled it over the summer. I've fallen too far behind to easily bring my grade out of failing range. I'll just take it again next semester.
What else is there?
There's a 90% chance that I have a date for next Friday. Hopefully he and I can hang out sometime next week before the date, but I won't hold any expectations for it.
And that's actually about it.
Exciting, eh?

Monday, September 27, 2010

I could take you.

I'm watching Boy Meets World, enjoying the existence of the Internet, and freezing. Dear gods, the AC is cold.
I have a test in math tomorrow, but I'm pretty sure I'll do well. But, at the same time, I'm really hoping that class doesn't murder me. I currently have a 63%, due to the fact that I've turned in next to no homework. Ugh. I really need to bring my laptop tomorrow. I really need to do my homework. Ughughugh.
Slacking will only do bad things to me.
I need to go to bed. Right. Now.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Talkin' back to the mirror.

I can't exactly say that I need a way to express my thoughts — I have way too many. I have at least five blogs. It's a lot, and some of them go for long, long, long stretches without any update. I dunno, I guess I like having so many different facets of myself. No blog will ever see the entirety of my mind, but if you piece them together, you start to get some semblance of a whole.
Anyway.
Um, a little background... I'm seventeen. I go to COC (College of the Canyons), but I'm hoping to transfer to a school in Maine in a couple years. Hopefully, I'll be able to move down there around January.
I grew up in the desert. Frankly, it's pretty...blah. The colours, the people, everything. My heart belongs to the ocean. It always will.
I'm fascinated by the world around me. I'm obsessed with knowing things. It borders on weird. I'm also very interested in the human mind, how it works and all that. Oh, and history — I love history. And English. And biology. And pointless facts. And art.
Music makes my life better. But books are my life. To me, they're home.
My existence would be nothing without words, starry skies, or travel.
I knit, and I don't mind the strange looks I get when I bring my knitting with me. Just be glad they're bamboo needles.
I'm nothing if not peculiar.
My mom thinks I'm technologically challenged. I'm beginning to think she's right. At the very least, all things with wires hate me.
Whose Line is it Anyway? is my life. So is Audrey Hepburn. And the colour turquoise. And cloudy skies.
That's all you need to know, really.


Okay.